Love, 30, and Fail.

“I, I’m so in love with you 
Whatever you want to do is all right with me
‘Cause you make me feel so brand new
And I want to spend my life with you” -Al Green 

Love is in the air! The past two weekends Steve and I attended weddings for some of our dearest friends. Weddings are one of my most favorite things in the world. With every wedding I go to I get chills/tears as the bride and groom say their vows. At no other time in our lives do we make such a huge promise before God, our family and our friends. To have and to hold, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, through sickness and in health. That’s some pretty serious stuff, folks!

Wedding #1

Wedding #1

Caroline and Hunter got married down in, Bland, VA. It was soooo beautiful. Caroline and her super-crafty friends (NOT the Nottoway girls) did all of planning, decorations, flowers, etc. They did an amazing job – if you’re trying to get hitched in southwest VA, I know people. 😉 The weather during their outdoors ceremony could not have been more perfect. It got a little chilly during the reception – but there was plenty of bourbon and a bonfire to keep you warm.

Rehearsal - oh my gosh, the food. I could write an entire post about the cornbread salad!

Rehearsal. Oh my gosh, the food. I could write an entire post about the cornbread salad alone!

Giving our favorite ring barrer some love.

Giving our favorite ring bearer some love.

Bridesmaids getting our hair done. (missing Tina)

Bridesmaids getting our hair done. (missing Tina)

Nottoway bridesmaids :)

Nottoway bridesmaids 🙂

Caro with her flower patrol and ring security :)

Caro with her flower patrol and ring security 🙂 Yes, Widget is wearing a vest!

Such a fun bride! Rocking her boots :)

Such a fun bride! Rocking her boots 🙂

*stole this pic from fb* I love these two and couldn't be happier for them! xoxo

*stole this pic from fb* I love these two and couldn’t be happier for them! xoxo

Wedding #2

Wedding #2

Emily and David got married in one of my favorite places…good ol’ RVA! The ceremony took place in the heart of historic downtown Richmond, in the beautiful garden of a historic museum. It was absolutely picturesque. After the ceremony we drove over to Monument Ave. for the reception that was in Emily’s uncle’s backyard. It was a perfect garden wedding and reception! Maybe it was the JMU crowd, but this wedding was destined to be a party. Between the harlem shake (yes, we did that), corn hole, and taking over the bar, it’s possible that Em and David’s relatives and out-of-town guests are questioning their choice of friends 😉

JMU girls

JMU girls

The whole crew!

The whole crew!

I know this is blurry, but I think it accurately sums up the group.

I know this is blurry, but I think it accurately sums up the group.


Sweet girls

Silly girls

Silly girls

My hot date

My hot date

Now that I’ve been the big 3-0 for a whole 6 days(!) I’d like to take a moment to offer some advice to the newly weds. Yes, now that I’m 30 and I’ve been married for a whopping 3 years, 7 months and 20 days, I’m pretty sure I’m all sage and whatnot. So here goes:

– Don’t go to bed angry. Sometimes you will and don’t worry, you’re not going to get struck by lightening – you just wake up angry.

– Put your spouse first. Babies are going to come, grow, demand, etc and take up so much of your time, but don’t lose sight of your relationship with each other. The kids are going to leave eventually…or at least that’s what I’ve been promised 😉 Make sure you’ve nurtured your relationship b/c when the kids are gone – it’s just the two of you! (clearly not speaking from experience – just what I’ve been advised to do)

– No passing gas under the covers when you’re cuddled up together. That’s gross. And definitely no passing gas in the kitchen. That’s also gross.

– Remember your vows. No one ever said it was going to be easy.

– Let him load the dishwasher. And then when he’s not looking, rearrange it so that it’s loaded the right way.

– Marriage is NOT 50/50. Nope. Sorry. I think that marriage should be 100/100…but it’s not always. In fact, most of the time it’s 70/30 or 85/15 or 100/0.

– Give compliments. And before you give the compliment, make sure you’re giving it without expecting anything in return – because sometimes you’re not going to get anything in return (which drive me bonkers…..yes, this is something I’m working on haha) and that’s okay.

– And finally: communicate. We are not mind readers. Ask questions, listen, talk like “normal” people, etc. Simple, yes, but often one of the most difficult.

That’s all. I’m 30. I’m smart. Listen to me.

*DISCLAIMER: Please note that I do not claim to be an expert in anything. While I’m sure my parents and my husband think that I’m perfect, God and I both KNOW that I am not. I am currently sitting on my couch quickly brainstorming some quick tid bits of marital advice. Yes, I really am 30, but no, I’m not really sage. If you don’t agree with me, that’s fine. The above bits of “advice” are just a few of the things that I work on strive to work on every day. Take it or leave it 🙂

RUNNING:  Now, I’m sure you’re all wondering about the FAIL in the title. My marriage advice. Ha. Kidding – that stuff is golden. Here comes a huge confession that, as a self-proclaimed runner, I am mortified to say: I did NOT run on National Running Day! WTF, right?!?!? Gah! The day got away from me. But I did celebrate running by purchasing my new favorite running tank top from Old Navy. Score! Hungry Runner Girl said that it’s okay if I didn’t get a run in, so long as I celebrated this thing that I love. So I bought TWO of my new favorite tank!
Another confession: I’ve been trying to streak with Runner’s World and I’ve failed miserably at that, too! No, I’m not talking running naked – I’m talking about running every day (at least 1 mile) from Memorial Day to Independence Day. I’ve already missed 3 days. I wasn’t a good streaker in college (meaning I never did it), guess I shouldn’t expect to be a good streaker now…especially now that I’m 30!
One way I haven’t failed in the running department: I joined a running club! Yay! More to come on that later.


PS Sorry this got wordy and a little all over the place in the end. And sorry there weren’t any pictures of Graham. Here’s just one to hold you over:

Graham and little Miss Hadley :)

Graham and little Miss Hadley 🙂


Photo Dump Thursday….no hashtag.

“I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they’re real” – The Cure

 If I were a better blogger and more on top of my game I would have written a post for all of the following pictures. Unfortunately for all of you, I am not on top of my game – all you get are a few collages and a quick blurb about my life. Enjoyyyyyyyy.

1) Super quick trip to NYC to see Live w/ Kelly and Michael with my cousin, Jenny. Really cool!

Things I learned: Kelly is TINY, Michael is HUGE, and Katie Couric has great arms. Loved them all!

Things I learned: Kelly is TINY, Michael is HUGE, and Katie Couric has great arms. Loved them all!

2) Just your average morning….

Steve letting Graham check out Reddit. I would have preferred a children's book.

Steve letting Graham check out Reddit. I would have preferred a children’s book.

3) Garrett turned the big 3-0 so we took a bus down to Tim’s II…beautiful weather with beautiful friends.

Even though Peter isn't in any of these pictures, I want it to be known that he was there. He was funny. And he is Graham's Godfather.

Even though Peter isn’t in any of these pictures, I want it to be known that he was there. He was funny. And he is Graham’s Godfather.

4) Mother’s Day was extra special because I got to walk in a 4 mile race with my mama 🙂 I’m so blessed with the moms in my life, not only my own (who is awesome and my hero and really there are no words to express how great she is) but also my MIL who raised my awesome husband, my sisters (all 3) who show me every day what it is to sacrifice for and love your children, and my (mom)friends who are there for me, laughing and crying with me as we take on the wonderful task of motherhood.

Mother's Day 2013

Mother’s Day 2013

5) Finally some perfect park weather!! One of my favorite things is stopping by the park and tiring this little guy out before nap time 🙂

If you can't tell, he loves the swing. This particular slide isn't his favorite b/c it's not steep enough for him. He wants to go fast. (name that movie)

If you can’t tell, he loves the swing. This particular slide isn’t his favorite b/c it’s not steep enough for him. He wants to go fast. (name that movie)

6) Dinner date with my best friend, Kferg, and her fiance! No one was harmed at dinner, but someone broke a plate and spilled an entire glass of water in my lap…and launched banana and granola bar all over the restaurant. We might not be invited back. But great to see Kristin and Tom 🙂

Grahambo loves him some Kferg!

Grahambo loves him some Kferg!

7) After about a  year of trying to plan, we finally got to go on our wine tasting adventure in Charlottesville. Mom had a living social deal they landed us with a driver for the day – huge bonus! We were missing an important part of our group, but enjoyed the unexpected addition. My kind of family outing 🙂

Charlotte and I planned our outfits to match....or I copied her sweet style.

Charlotte and I planned our outfits to match….or I copied her sweet style.

8) Family nature walk! We found a new path in our neighborhood that runs down by Goose Creek. We saw deer, turtles (big and small), ticks, and bears. Okay…we didn’t see bears, I just feel like everything should end with bears (you know, lions and tigers and bears oh my!). It’s just under 3 miles, out and back. Not bad…except for the fact that I had already done 6 miles of Emma’s killer hill workout, and it was humid, and it was down to the creek, which meant we had to come back up. My calves were screaming by the end of it! I’ll be running it next time – Steve has since run it twice and added a few stair loops in.

One of the flights of stairs - there are two. And a pic of my shadow to prove that I was actually there.

One of the flights of stairs – there are two. And a pic of my shadow to prove that I was actually there.

 9) Getting beach ready!!! Check out my little surfer dude. Baywatch has nothin’ on this kid 😉

Lifeguard on the left, Gilligan on the right. He's very versatile.

Lifeguard on the left, Gilligan on the right. He’s very versatile.

10) One of Graham’s favorite things to do: reading on the stairs!

Yes, I let him wear his bathing suit all day (he was channeling his Godfather, Peter). No judgement.

Yes, I let him wear his bathing suit all day (he was channeling his Godfather, Peter). No judgement.

And that’s all….the perfect 10. Hope you liked. This weekend we’re off to Bland, VA, to see sweet Caroline and Hunter tie the knot! I’m pretty sure we’ve (the bffffffs and I) have been waiting for this day since we first heard mention of this Hunter Stuart 🙂


PS. 11) Sweet cuddles with my buddy, Scout.

I've never known another 80lb dog that can cuddle like this beast. I love it when he throws a leg over me.

I’ve never known another 80lb dog that can cuddle like this beast. I love it when he throws a leg over me.


Rugged Maniacs and Best Friends

“There’s always gonna be another mountain, I’m always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle, sometimes I’m gonna have to lose
Ain’t about how fast I get there, ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side
It’s the climb!” -Miley Cyrus

 Do you ever have that feeling where you want to crawl into an underground, muddy, pitch black tunnel? No? …Me neither. And yet, that’s exactly what I did last Saturday. I, along with a few other crazy girls, ran the Rugged Maniac race down in Richmond. And would you believe it, WE WON! Yep. The whole thing. Ok, if we’re going to get technical, this wasn’t actually a “timed” race – but I’m pretty sure if it had been, we would have definitely taken first place. We were fierce as we plunged into mud, crawled under barbed wire, high kneed it through tires, army crawled through the death tube (muddy, pitch black, underground tunnel), leaped through fire, scaled 20 ft walls, and took out one middle aged man at the ankles as we slid down the 100 ft water slide at lightening speed. Poor guy never even saw us coming…

the ruggedest of the rugged

the ruggedest of the rugged

While we may not have taken home any trophies, we settled for making sure everyone at the after party knew that we were, in fact, the champions. Our green shirts drew attention – we were “the girls who took that guy out”. The guy at the beer tent knew that we had won and commented on how awesome we were every time we got a beer.

Our recipe for success:

  • a super awesome bachelorette/birthday girl who wants to spend her special weekend running through mud
  • an amazing group of friends cheering you along from the sidelines, taking pictures of you busting your butt, and bringing you cold beer along the course

    enjoying a quick cold one before the wall

    enjoying a quick cold one before the wall

  • homemade shirts that make you look way cool (and using t-shirt scraps as hand bands is a must)
  • hydrate the night before with plenty of wine and nuun.


    wine and nuun

In all seriousness, we did have a great time, we did hydrate with wine and nuun and then beer and nuun and then whiskey and nuun, we (Tina) did take out a middle aged man, and we did conquer each obstacle fearlessly and usually through bouts of laughter. After scrubbing the mud off our bruised and battered bodies, we got dolled up and headed out on the town! The night was filled with singing, dancing, a couple drag queens, whiskey (yes, we’re a little southern) and a lot more laughter!

we clean up nicely

we clean up nicely

As is after each time that I’m with my girlfriends from home, my body hurt from laughing so much (and my feet hurt from the 4in heels I wore out). It’s truly amazing to me that after 15-20 years of friendship, we are still as close as ever. We are not the same girls we were in grade school, the fools we were in college, or even the young adults we were right out of college. We are moms, wives, entrepreneurs, nurses, teachers, farmers, runners, lovers of wine (and nuun haha)….and best friends. I don’t know what I would do without these girls. They keep me grounded and sane and honest. We might not talk every day, or even for weeks at a time, but when we do, it’s as if no time has passed.



In a couple of weeks Caroline will marry her (boy) best friend, a man who is every bit as worthy of her love as she is of his. I can’t wait to stand behind her on the biggest day of her life and watch as she says “I do”. I just hope that Hunter realizes that he’s not just marrying Caroline…we’re a packaged deal, buddy 😉

So, we didn’t win a prize for winning the race. Bummer. But we did win the best girlfriends any one could ever ask for.

my favorite cheerleaders and bachelorette/birthday girl

my favorite cheerleaders and bachelorette/birthday girl

As much fun as I had with my girls, I was oh so happy to get home to my boys!

waiting for mommy to get home

We had a great family day on Sunday that involved sanding deck chairs, planting flowers (I know, I guess I’m a gardener now) and climbing trees.

sanding chairs with daddy

sanding chairs with daddy

our little monkey

our little monkey

It’s a pretty sweet life that I live. It’s okay if you’re a little jealous 😉



We ran DC!

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*Disclaimer: if you are not a runner, could care less about race reports, only look at my blog to see pictures of my son and/or dog, etc, this post WILL bore you. But please feel free to scroll through and admire my new bling and a couple pictures of G$…and like my post on facebook b/c it makes me feel special. OK, thanks. xo

On Sunday, I completed my 7th half marathon. For many reasons, this race may have entered into the category of favorite races. Let’s be honest though, it doesn’t take much to beat out sweltering and/or freezing temps in Virginia Beach, leaving your running bag in Richmond when your race is in Nashville, having a baby several weeks before your race, simply not training, etc.

The Nike Women’s Marathon and Half Marathon is a race to benefit The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. It gained its popularity in San Francisco and has become one of the biggest races to raise money for LLS. I’d be lying if I said this is what attracted me to the race. I think it’s great and I wish that I had it in me to raise money with Team in Training for LLS, but (selfishly) what really got my attention was the fact that the finishers’ medal is a Tiffany’s necklace. It even had me considering doing a marathon 7 years ago when I first started running. This was the first year Nike brought the race to DC – or anywhere other than San Fran, for that matter! It was kind of a big deal. Or at least Nike made us all think it was – and I believed them.

The race weekend started on Thursday when Graham and I went to the expotique. If there is one thing that Nike is good at, it’s marketing! Everywhere you turned in Georgetown you were met with the bright green We Run DC posters, neon running gear, and tiffany blue running shoes! The packet pick-up was really well-organized – I was in and out of there within minutes (I heard that wasn’t the case later in the weekend, but it worked for me). The expotique was great, too! There weren’t many vendors like most expos, but what was there was nice – Nuun sampling (which I LOVE), Luna bar hand-outs, a chance to get your hair done with Paul Mitchell stylists, and a “make-under” with Bare Escentuals. There were plenty of other little prizes too – and lots of loud music. It was like walking into a club. Big party.


one of the many We Run DC signs.


wall of names


my name!

Saturday Race Preparation: nothing says half marathon like a good glass of wine:

pre-race hydration party...or wine tasting for Kristen's birthday :)

pre-race hydration party…or wine tasting for Kristen’s birthday 🙂

And you’re never really ready for a race until you’ve laid out your clothes and taken a picture:

ready to run (didn't wear green shirt - too hot)

ready to run (didn’t wear green shirt – too hot)

Saturday night, Steve drove me into DC so that I could stay the night with my running buddy/teacher friend/Ragnar teammate, Michelle. Her boyfriend had agreed to waking up extra early to drive us and another running buddy to the start line (brownie points). When we arrived we were engulfed in a sea of pinks and purples, lululemon gear, running skirts, tutus, tiaras, etc. Nike was smart and had TONS of port-o-potties so the lines moved quickly. I’m not one to usually check a bag due to the hassle, but this time I didn’t have a choice and I was pleasantly surprised at how easy it was! Everything was just really organized – even down to our color coordinated arm bands to show which wave we were in.

Alright, blah blah blah, let’s get to the race! The crowd was pumped as we started the inaugural Nike Women’s Marathon Half DC! There was a lot of fist pumping, waving hands in the air, “woo-ing”, etc. (if anyone still reading has ever watched How I Met Your Mother, you’re probably familiar with what a “Woo Girl” is – there were a lot of them at the race!) The bands on the course were fun- my favorites were the drummers in the tunnel! So good! The spectators along the course were also awesome! Even when we headed out towards Haines Point and the spectators thinned out a bit, there were motivational signs along the way to keep you going. I even had my own little cheering squad set up a couple of places along the course. It gave me such an energy boost each time that I saw Steve and Graham and heard them (Steve) yelling, “Go, mommy, go!” Graham was excited to see his mommy running….but not excited to his mommy keep running past him.

My one complaint was that it was really crowded for the first 6 or 7 miles….lots of weaving in and out of people, shuffling your feet so you didn’t run on the heels of the person in front of you (sorry to the girl in the purple shirt who’s heel I stepped on and almost took your shoe off). I understand that with 15,000 runners, it will be crowded – but maybe to help spread us out a bit more there could be more waves. So if you’re reading, Nike…think about it!

With my bum knee I had been encouraged to start slow. With the crowding, I didn’t have a choice, so that was good. By the time I finally had some room, I was warmed up and was able to pick up the speed a bit. I managed to PR even with the old lady knee and a potty break! It wasn’t the PR that I had hoped for, but I’ll take it! Sub 2:00s, I’m coming for you!! You will be mine.

We made it!

We made it!

Would I “run DC” again? Probably, if I made it in the lottery. Would I be totally bummed if I didn’t make the lottery? Probably not. Would I run San Fran? Yes, but only b/c I’ve never done a race there. Nike puts on a good show. And really, what girl doesn’t want a necklace from Tiffany’s?!

I ❤ Tiffany’s



Flower Therapy

No pain, no gain.
If little labour, little are our gains:
Man’s fate is according to his pains.” – Robert Herrick

I’m not so sure I agree with Mr. Herrick and his little poem. I guess this is an “everything in moderation” situation.

The past few days have been a little stressful for me. As many of you know, I’ve been training for the Nike Women’s Half Marathon in DC this weekend. I’ve been looking forward to this race since December when I entered into the lottery and then actually got in (I never get chosen for things or win anything…and I mean, never!). Anyway, I went out Sunday morning for my one and only long run (training schedule is different from normal due to my marathon last month) and somehow managed to hurt my knee. (womp, womp) I called Steve to come pick me up a few miles from home, cried, and iced. Monday I had another run that ended too quickly and was followed with a few tears. By Tuesday I was past being sad and I was just PO’d. So I did what any normal person would do…planted flowers.

This was another one of Steve’s great ideas (the bathroom remodeling was his idea, too). It really was a great idea – I wanted flowers and vegetables planted. I just didn’t want to do the planting. My go-to gardening joke is that instead of having a green thumb, I have a black thumb (funny, right?!). I kill everything. Basil plants are great ideas, but they don’t last long around here. Orchids, that don’t require much watering, don’t last long. And bamboo trees, that literally require no work….well, that one is actually still alive, though we’ve had some close calls. So yes, put me in charge of planting the flowers!


picking out flowers at home depot

Much to my surprise, I actually enjoyed myself. And it was even therapeutic. Don’t get me wrong, I would have preferred going for a nice long run. But you know what they say –> if one can’t run – garden! (no one really says that)


helper #1….he’s mad b/c I planted flowers in his favorite dirt spot.


helper #2…


my ocd kicked in a little bit when he got dirt on my Brooks (!)

I really want some fresh garden tomatoes this summer, so I decided to leave the vegetables to Steve. I think he has a better track record for keeping things alive. He did a great job! Hopefully we’ll have tomatoes, squash, peppers (sweet and spicy), and a couple herbs!


Our neighbor studied agriculture – I love looking at his garden (top pic), but I’m kind of glad he can’t see our garden (bottom pic) haha

All-in-all, it was a good day and a positive way to work out some frustrations! To help with my knee, I’ve started doing some cross-training (which I should have been doing consistently all along!) – Jillian Michaels is a beast. I’d like to find a dvd with more runner specific workouts, but this will do for now.





Living the dream.

“I’d be yours if you’d be mine…..
So love the one you hold, and I will be your goal
To have and to hold, lover of the light.” – Mumford and Sons

Steve’s been home for a month now. Ever since he got back I’ve been wanting some quality family time and some quality one-on-one time. We have spent a lot (and I mean A LOT) of time together lately, which is what I wanted, but it hasn’t exactly been how I pictured it in my head.

Instead of sweet family time, we’ve gotten a lot of this:


a little sickness + terrible 15 months (is that a thing?) + some separation anxiety = awesomeness.

Which has led to a lot of this:


sick, cuddly baby – so sweet and sad. until day 6 when all you want to do is pee in peace without the baby crying, begging to be held.

Which has ultimately led to a lot of this:


survival mode.

And following along with the not-so-ideal-family-time theme, we thought this was a good time to remodel two bathrooms:



we escaped with only a few tears and a couple of marital spats. we’re still happily married – I’d say it was a success.

And then finally, just when I thought I was at the end of my rope, the gods returned my baby to me….and then he pooped in the tub and thought it was hilarious (such a boy):

happy again! (top right doesn't look "happy". that's his determination look - he WILL climb out of the crib)

happy again! (top right doesn’t look “happy”. that’s his determination look – he WILL climb out of the crib)

We still have some work to do in the separation anxiety department, but for now I’ll take what I can get.

In the midst of all the crazy, we’ve actually had some great family time! Graham got to hang out with some of his cousins at Easter in Blackstone AND he went to his first baseball game!




before and after the game – excited boys and tired boys 🙂


so much fun at opening day! loved getting to take josh with us 🙂

I’m still waiting for a proper date with Steve – just the two of us. It’ll happen eventually. In the meantime, we’ve made-do and settled for in-home foam rolling dates. Nothing says “love” quite like laughing hysterically while inflicting pain (for the greater good of your muscles) on your loved one.



I think the moral of this story is to be careful what you wish for….you just might get it!



Ukrop’s Monument 10K race report.

In honor of the Boston Marathon today, I’ll share with you my 10k race report….which is not nearly as exciting. Sorry. *Update: Spreaking of the Boston Marathon…thoughts and prayers for all of the runners and spectators!

Ahh the Monument 10K…my favorite race, ever. Run in my favorite city, the Ukrop’s Monument 10k takes runners down Richmond’s Monument Avenue which is lined with beautiful historic homes, great shade trees, and some of the best volunteers and spectators I’ve ever experienced…..oh and of course there are the monuments (Stonewall Jackson, Arthur Ashe, Robert E. Lee…just to name a few)! This year there were over 38,000 runners and walkers. It’s kind of a big deal. It’s one of the largest races I’ve participated in and somehow manages to be one of the best organized races, as well. (if you’ve ever run a poorly organized race before, you know how crucial this is)

This year the weather could not have been better! Perfect racing conditions. I headed down to Richmond Friday afternoon and got out of the expo in time for dinner with my sister (and niece) and a Richmond sunset. Afterwards I settled in at a friend’s house for a great night’s sleep – they were out of town, but graciously let me crash! (Thanks and love you guys!)


RVA sunset


Sweet Charlotte

ready to run!

ready to run!

The next morning came awfully early. I watched the sun rising as I crossed the river into downtown. If you’ve ever gone to a bar in the fan district you know how difficult parking can be – now add roughly 40,000 people. I had actually arranged to take a shuttle, but lucked out and found a spot just a couple blocks up from the finish line. As I walked to the start, I got to see the Kids Run….so cute. Get ready, Graham, that’ll be you in a few years!

Good morning, runners!

Good morning, runners!

Kids Run!

Kids Run!

I have no complaints from this race. I love everything about it. Yes, it’s a crowded race. Yes, you have to run on cobblestone, which can be challenging. Yes, sometimes you want to stop running and cash in on all of the free booze offered along the way. But…I only got stuck in one water station traffic jam, I didn’t bite it on the bumpy cobblestone, and I didn’t get drunk on the course 😉 And I set a personal record: 52:22.

40,000 of my closest friends :)

40,000 of my closest friends 🙂

Done and done.

Done and done.

The best part of the race: WHITE HOUSE ROLLS! As I approached the food tent post race, I thought “Eww bagels.” Then I remembered that they don’t give out bagels, they give out Ukrop’s White House Rolls! Then I thought, “Jackpot!” If you’re from the Richmond area, you probably know how delicious these little gems are. And if you know me, you probably know my slight obsession with carbs, especially rolls. I could eat my weight (and your weight) in Ukrop’s rolls.

Manna? ;)

Manna? 😉

Thanks, RVA for a great race weekend. I’ll see you again next year!